2. GUNS, GUNS, GUNS – From my first destination (a wildlife preserve I spent the night in that was guarded by an AK-47 toting 17 year-old girl) to the moment I left, I saw guns everywhere. Every business seemed to have an armed guard at its doorstep. I saw people riding bicycles to work with shotguns strapped to them and a back barroom in Gulu that housed a wholesale armory. Soldiers and security are so used to their guns that they carry them with the lackadaisical indifference of a woman lugging a purse.